A late start (for a Monday), but with a rough plan in mind we headed for the coast – Piahia – the gateway to the Bay. It was everything a tourist town should be – full of backpackers, cheap accommodation and cafes….over the road from beaches and views. We weren’t there long – opting instead for the far more civilised Russell (which shed its ‘hellhole of the Pacific’ moniker long ago)…where there was a historic church, mission and fewer backpackers. And it involved a ferry ride to get there.
So we wandered the three streets of Russell, then clambered up Flagstaff Hill for some spectacular views across the headlands.
Back on the ferry and a visit to the Waitangi treaty grounds for a bit of history. We were really impressed with the museum (brand new); we learned a bit about war canoes and a lot about the settlement and early politics of New Zealand…there were many plaques to read – and a very informative guide who gave it all context. Spent ages in the whare rananga (meeting house), next to the British residency, overlooking the area where the treaty was signed in 1840 – marked by another flagstaff.
Now a brief rest before a foray back into Kerikeri for dinner (middle eastern tonight at the Jerusalem cafe is the plan).